Hey Guys, looks like people got attached to this story pretty quickly. Or at least compared to the launch of my first story it's quicker. Anyway, as I said, this sh*t is as easy to write as my life…..That's actually not that easy at all…...huh. Bad analogy. Well, I shouldn't be using the word Analogy because if I did Issei would just tell me that I'm talking about dirty stuff. Speaking of the idiot:

-SCENE-

"SIGH"

Issei was laying his head on his desk lazily. He had to help the volleyball team practice after school which was the only thing he was really looking forward to. Though, it would keep him after school a bit longer. He doesn't mind. Issei is a nice boy in the end. His mentality towards helping people is always "If it doesn't hurt anybody then why not?" Or "If it makes somebody happy and nobody else unhappy, then why not?".

So, as per their agreement, Issei is saving his strength for their practice. They told him to do that initially, but they did not mean it literally. Issei, however, took it that way. So now he was resting for some reason. And the volleyball is going to regret phrasing themselves that way because if someone else ever tells him to conserve his energy he automatically assumes that you want to go all out the moment you start playing anything. And he will dominate you.

"Oi, Ise, it's time."

Issei lifted his head when he heard the voice of his friend Motohama and looked up to see both perverts instead.

"Let's go."

Issei could only stare at them in amazement because of their serious faces. It looked like one of those times when he was watching a comedy anime and for some reason they had a gag where the artstyle would change from goofy to masterfully drawn in order to parody serious fighting anime.

"Haha! Matsuda and Motohama really are my favorite characters!"

"We'll take that as a compliment."

-DxD-

"Ohohoho! Sayori has such nice melons!"

"85 - 72- 81."

The 3 boys were sitting outside on the backside of the Kendo building. Matsuda and Motohama were spying into a small circular hole with their faces pressed together for staring purposes. Issei was simply sitting with his arms and legs crossed and a thoughtful look on his face. Or at least a strained look, since it's kind of hard for him to think.

All in all, he seemed conflicted about something.

"Mmmmm….You know guys...something about this feels wrong. Why am I 'lookout'? Why do you need lookout? And right now aren't you peeping? Isn't this peeping?"

"Ah- Ah. Not quite right Ise. We are not peeping. We are peeking. Remember, this is peeking because we're looking into the small hole ya know? Like when you peek into a door. So we're peeking. Peeping is for dirty old men."

"Eeeeeeeeeh is that so?..."

Issei tilted his head as he began to think hard on what he'd just been told.

"Hoooooooooo! Murayama's legs are really smooth!"

"Ah, Katase has a nice butt too!"

-!-

Issei gasped.

Grip Grip

"Eh?!"

"Guuaah!"

Next thing they knew, the perverts were floating a bit above the ground. They were being held up in the air by their collars. Issei was holding them up with ease. He looked at them with a stern look on his face.

"Hey! Wait a second! That's not right! This is peeping! Murayama and Katase said so! [If Murayama and Katase are around that means its peeping]!"

"What?! But Murayama and Katase are always around! It's their club dipshi-!...Oh…"

Matsuda realized the mastermind plan that the girls came up with in order to use Issei as a guard dog.

Pomf

Issei dropped the boys onto the grass.

Knock knock

Issei knocked twice against the wall despite the fact that they probably wouldn't hear it. Instead they heard his voice from the other side of the wall thanks to the small hole near his legs.

"Katase! Murayama! Are you there? Is this peeping?"

"Wha-?!"

"Wa- Ise?!"

The two perverts freaked. Some rustling and thumping noises were heard from behind the wall. Then voices.

"Kyaaah!"

"The Perverts!"

"They're here!"

"Eh?! Ise-kun?! Where are you?!"

He knocked again.

"I'm out here. There's a little hole down here."

Katase looked towards the wall and noticed the small hole. She ran towards it (with only her underwear on) and put her eye against the hole. But she only saw black because Issei's pants were covering the hole.

"Ise-kun? Where are you?"

"Ah, I'm right here."

"I can't see you. Look through the hole."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because that's peeping."

"Sigh. Hold on, stay there."

Katase sighed and quickly got dressed while most of her female colleagues were already dressed and ready to beat down the perverts. Unfortunately for them, when they ran outside Issei was still standing in the same position staring at the wall, alone.

"Ise-kun? Where are the other two?"

"They ran away."

"Wha-?! Why'd you let them get away?"

"You told me to stay here."

"Sigh….Why must you be like this Ise-kun? Did you at least see which direction they headed?"

"Mmm. No. But they went west, towards the old school building I think."

"Huh? How do you know that?"

"Because that's the direction they ran off in."

"I thought you didn't see it."

"I didn't."

"UGH."

Katase groaned in frustration. Murayama came up from behind her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Thanks Ise-kun. Go get em girls!"

[YES!]

Murayama sent the girls off to hunt the two perverts.

"You can stop staring the wall Ise-kun."

Issei finally moved away from the wall.

"By the way, Ise-kun. You know, if you ever want to peek, you can just ask."

Murayama said that with a cute smile and a finger pressed against her lips. A small blush evident on her playful expression.

"Ah, No. I can't. If it's Murayama then it's peeping. You already told me that."

Issei said it as if it was a matter of fact.

"Sigh. Why Ise-kun?"

"Hmm? Because you said so."

"...No...Nevermind. You can go Ise-kun."

"Okay."

Issei turned on his heel and slowly walked away instead of running like he usually does.

"Um….Ise-kun? Why are you walking so slow?"

"I have to conserve my energy for the volleyball match after school."

"Oh…..I see.."

It took Issei about a full minute to escape their line of sight.

-DxD-

Issei was walking home home from school like usual. Only now it was sunset because he spent his time after school helping the volleyball team. Or more accurately he spent his time absolutely destroying them.

They really had no chance. Like always. Meanwhile Issei was just having the time of his life taking the teams on….by himself…

What? Did you think he had teammates? HA! Issei thinks that's unfair so he doesn't allow teammates on his side. And yet he still takes on a team of six. And wins. They will never know why.

Suddenly, a voice called out.

"...A-Ano!..."

Paku Paku

"A-Ano….."

Paku Paku

Issei continued walking.

"Excuse me!"

"Mm?"

When he turned he saw a beautiful young girl around his age wearing a uniform he didn't recognize. She had long black hair and magenta colored eyes. Issei stared at her for a bit with a tired face.

"...Ano….."

"...?..."

Issei looked around the bridge until he noticed no one else was there. Then he turned back to her and pointed at himself.

"Me?"

He looked surprised. Usually when pretty girls called out to him it was at school and they needed a favor.

"Yes….You're Hyoudou Issei right?"

"Yeah…..are you psychic?"

"What? N-No I just heard about you from a friend that goes to your school."

"Oh, was it Katase or Murayama? Are they testing me again?"

"E-Eh? No. It was someone else. Anyway, it's not important. I just-...I've seen you pass by here and I t-thought that maybe….if you weren't seeing anyone….w-w-would you like to go out with me?"

The girl confessed with a deep blush on her face. Issei answered almost immediately.

"No thanks."

…..

"Eh-?"

"My mom said I can't date anybody until I'm 17. Sorry."

With that Issei turned and began to walk away. He stopped at the end of the bridge and spoke once more before leaving.

"You know, even if you are a fallen angel you shouldn't lie to people. It's still wrong."

He walked off, leaving the poor girl alone.

….

"Eh?"

-The Old School Building-

The door opened to reveal a petite white haired girl enter a room with the Red Head, Rias, at her desk.

"Ah, Koneko. You're back. How was it? Did you discover anything?"

"Yes, Buchou. He made contact with a fallen angel. She tried to lure him into going on a "date"."

"I see. Did you hear when?"

"He said No."

"Eh?"

"He said No."

A look of surprise was on Rias' face.

"Oh….I see. I was expecting him to accept. So it seems it was true. He really isn't the same as his two friends. But either way, I don't think that fallen will be giving up anytime soon."

Rias crossed her hands together started thinking. After a few moments of contemplation she spoke.

"Well, in that case, keep observing him. Try to observe him out of class and most especially when he heads home. If anything happens contact me immediately."

"Yes, Buchou."

-Hyoudou Household-

"I'm home!"

Issei entered his home and took off his shoes.

"Welcome home!"

He was greeted by his mother in the kitchen. He could smell dinner already and started drooling. But he stopped in his tracks when he suddenly realized something.

"Ah."

…

Hyoudou Issei is 17 years old.

-DxD-

Another normal school day passed for Issei. He was walking home from school just like usual. Once again on the bridge he was stopped.

"Ano!..."

"Hm?"

He turned around to see the same girl as yesterday.

"Oh, it's you."

"Yes…"

"Sorry about yesterday, turns out I'm actually 17."

Her eyes lit up.

"-But I still can't date you because Matsuda and Motohama said I wasn't allowed to before them. Either way, it would make them sad so I can't."

"Ah….."

They stood there in silence for a couple minutes.

"...Can we at least still hang out?"

"Okay."

"Yes! Then let's meet up this Sunday! Here's my number!"

"Okay!"

The girl took out a piece of paper with her information and handed it to Issei. She started running away excitedly.

"Bye Bye Ise-kun! See you Sunday!"

"Okay."

…

"Ah…..what was her name?"

It was written on the paper in his hand.

"Oh, it's Yuuma….what kinda name is that for a fallen angel?"

-Sunday-

Issei was standing next to a lightpost waiting for Yuuma to show up. He was dressed in casual clothes. A red shirt, blue jeans and his regular shoes. That's it. For a date he is horribly underdressed. Of course he is. Because to him this isn't a date. It's just hanging out with a new friend. Their last conversation was on text and went a bit like this:

Y: I can't wait for our date Ise-kun!

I: Who is this

Y: It's me, Yuuma.

I: Oh. Date? I thought we were just hanging out. If it's a date then I can't go.

Y: No! Sorry, not a date. Forget I said that! See you Sunday!

I: Okay.

After that they decide on time and place. So here Issei was waiting for his new friend. You should've seen his parents faces when they heard about it.

"So yeah, this Sunday I'm going to be hanging out with a new friend I met."

The two parents were frozen with their mouths agape staring at Issei.

"...Ise….you just said...that you have a date on Sunday?"

"Eh? No. It's just hanging out. She just asked me out at first but I said no because mom said I shouldn't date until I'm 17."

"...You are 17."

"I know, that's why I told her. But I still said no to date because Matsuda and Motohama will be sad."

"...Ise….You….."

Issei's father stood from his seat and approached Issei.

"My son…..how much money do you need?"

"Eh? Ah, probably not that much."

Issei's father grabbed his shoulders and shook his head. Then he reached into his back pocket and took out his wallet. He handed Issei 20,000 yen.

"Good luck my boy."

"Eh? I've hung out with friends before Pops."

His father merely shook his head again and went back to his seat. He sat silently with his hair shadowing his eyes. His mother spoke.

"Well Ise…..just….treat her well…..and give her a chance. If Matsuda and Motohama get sad then just talk to them and I'll think they'll understand. Besides, I don't think they'll get sad….just angry."

"Well, if they get angry then that's okay because then they can just punch me."

"...Oh my sweet Ise…."

That's how that dinner went. Aside, as Issei was waiting at the post, a young girl in a demon cosplay approached him and handed him a flyer. She smiled and walked away. He read the top of the paper. We'll make your wishes come true!

"Huh? Devils can grant wishes? Or is this a genie Devil? Does it come in a bottle? If I rub this piece of paper will it come out?"

"Ise-kun!-..."

Yuuma was skipping happily towards Issei while waving her arm. Until she reached him and noticed him staring intensely at a Devil summoning flyer while rubbing it with his two fingers.

"Ise-kun….what are you doing?"

"Eh? Ah, Yuuma. I'm just rubbing this paper in case a Genie comes out."

"..."

Yuuma hopefully assumed that Issei did not know what the paper was.

"Well, anyway, let's go!"

"Okay."

Yuuma tightly held onto Issei's arm between her breasts as they headed off to have fun on their date. Until Issei moved his arm away.

"Eh? What's wrong Ise-kun?"

"Mama said I can't touch girls without their permission."

"Ah, It's okay. You have my permission."

"Oh okay."

Issei groped one of her breasts.

"...Ah….No not like that Ise-kun."

"Oh okay."

-Later-

Throughout the entire day the two went around everywhere having fun. Even Yuuma surprisingly was having a lot of fun. She couldn't help but laugh when someone else was the victim of his stupidity. It was almost like he was messing with everyone. When the waitress at the cafe approached them she ended up having a lot of trouble with their order.

"Would you like to order one of our Specialty sundaes?"

"Hm? What's so special about Sunday?"

"Well, it has chocolate syrup mix and whipped cream topped with sprinkles and a cherry on top."

"What? So everybody's selling those because it's Sunday? And aren't you supposed to put that on ice cream?"

"You…...Ah….."

"Also, you're wearing a lot of perfume and it hurts my nose. Can you backup a little bit."

Yuuma felt like she wanted to die from laughter and excused herself to the bathroom. After that, they went to the arcade and played a ton of games. Too many of which Yuuma lost because Issei kept making her laugh with his 'serious' comments that he kept saying with a straight face. Like the racing games:

"Yuuma watch out."

"Hmm?"

"You're tailgating that guy."

"Pfft!..."

[YOU LOSE]

The Claw machine:

"Yuuma get the sun shaped plushie."

"Eh? Why?"

"Because Yuuma means 'Sunset' so if you set in on the sun we'll definitely win."

"Pfft!..."

[DIN DUN DUN~]

[Lose]

It was gut wrenching to say the least. It was unbelievably funnier when he would himself would lose a game because he had to give the A.I opponents a chance or else it wasn't fair or some other stupid reason.

That wasn't even the worst part. The worst part is that Yumma had a weakness. Her weakness was something Issei realized when they won the sunset plushie.

Cute things.

"Aaaaaahh….."

Yuuma was looking at the plushie with stars in her eyes.

"You like it?"

"E-Eh? Y-Yeah. It's nice."

"Hmm….."

"W-What?"

"Ah, no. Nothing."

Issei is stupid but he is also oddly observant. Or at least only when it counts. And sometimes he'll say those observations out loud for no reason which can work against him.

And in the end, this weakness ends up working against Yuuma because for sometimes, very rarely, stupid = cute.

Anyway, now it's the end of the day. Sunset. Issei is walking alongside Yuuma towards a dead empty park. When they reached the fountain she stepped in front of Issei and stopped.

"I had a lot of fun today Ise-kun."

"Mhm. Me too."

"But there's a favor I have to ask you."

"Hm? What?"

She leaned into Issei with a devious smile.

"Would you die for me?"

"Ah, No thanks."

.

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Yuma transformed.

….

"That outfit is really dirty. What if a kid walks by?"

ZTZTZ

A spear of light was formed in Yuma's hands.

"Killing you is gonna be the hardest thing I've done in a while."

"Then just don't do it ya know?"

Issei said that with his arms crossed as it nothing was happening.

"Sorry, Ise-kun. This is something that has to be done."

"Why?"

"Orders."

"Who ordered that?"

"None of your business."

"But it is my business. It's about me."

"Well, unfortunately, it's not the business of any lowly human like you."

"I'm not lowly. I'm taller and stronger than you."

"Haaah?!"

Issei and Yuuma were having an entire back and forth while she was floating with a light spear in her hands and wings sprouting of her back. He was treating it like any normal conversation. This was starting to infuriate Yuuma. Or more accurately Raynare.

"That's enough! I thought it was funny at first but this is just ridiculous! Just die!"

"Ah."

SHIN!

PIIIIIK!

The spear Raynare launched at Issei dissipated upon contact-. Contact with a Red Gauntlet on Issei's left arm. Raynare froze when she realized what she was looking at. Issei looked up at her with a serious expression.

"You…..What're you doing?"

Raynare felt chills up her spine. She had realized her mistake.

Originally, when Azazel had given her orders, she was unbelievably happy. She felt honored to receive such an important mission. But she was naive. She thought that she could make him proud, by going above and beyond the call of duty, and deciding to kill the future threat known as Hyoudou Issei.

At this moment she felt this was the wrong decision. She remembered the words of Azazel.

"Observe him, I suppose. That should be enough. I don't expect anything too big from it. I just need to confirm it. But I can't help but feel that if something was up I would already have known you know? I wouldn't expect such an existence to slip right under my nose. But if that is the case, at the very least, remember this: If it is in the current state of being awakened, do not engage in any way whatsoever. I'll do something about it myself. That's a job for the Higher ups you know? Sigh what a bother."

Raynare was stricken with fear. Her instincts had already told her she was outmatched the moment she laid eyes on the Gear. Not to mention, Issei now had lost his usual childish demeanor and now had what looked like a dark facial expression.

…

In actuality, Issei was actually just really confused. The "serious" expression on his face was just him being lost about what was happening. When he asked "What are you doing?", he meant it literally. He doesn't really know what's happening. All he knows is that the light spear Yuuma threw was an attack. Other than that, he doesn't know what they are doing right now.

"T-This-! There's no way! Y-You-! This is-! I have to report this-!"

"Ah-! Wait, hold on!"

Raynare tried to fly away from Issei in fear, but she ended up being grabbed by Issei by her left leg. He was just trying to stop her to ask her questions, but as it turns out he's pretty heavy and he has a hard time controlling his strength. So as he fell to the ground because of gravity, Raynare could absolutely not resist his strength or support his weight, and as a result, they both went crashing to the ground.

DOOOON!

…

They were both face planted into the ground below. It cracked underneath the pressure of their fall, creating a tiny crater. All thanks to Issei practically slamming him and Raynare down in order to keep her from flying away.

"Mmoo (Ow)."

Issei tried to speak with his face in the cement.

He lifted his face from the cement. Small pebbles fell from his face. His hair was all messed up. He looked to Raynare. She was not moving. Issei began sweating nervously.

"A-Ano….Yuuma-chan?.."

"..."

She was out cold.

"Ah…...Sh*t."

…

After a bit of silence Issei looked around to see no one around.

"Uuuuooooohhh…"

He groaned worriedly because of what he was about to do.

"No choice."

He then wrapped his arms around Yuuma and flipped her onto his back, carrying her piggyback style.

"Sigh. Please don't be mad at me Mama."

[Welsh Dragon Balance Breaker!]

He donned his armor and flew in the direction his house was in. Using the now dark night sky and trees/alleys/house roofs as cover to get there.

-Hyoudou Household-

"HmHmHmHmmm~!"

Issei's mother was cooking a nice dinner happily as she waited for their son to return from his first date. He may not think of it as a date but that's surely not what the girl thinks. And if she wants to "hang out" with him again then that would only make her all the more happy. Her husband was relaxing on the couch watching TV also in a happy mood that their dumb son could find a girl who likes him.

Both parents were very worried about the future of their son. He may do well enough in school but they have no idea how he would fare as a functioning member of society. He does well in school most likely because those are specific subjects based on practically memory alone, aside from math. All he had to do was remember what he had been told and regurgitate that information onto a paper. And Issei usually has really good memory. If he doesn't remember something it's because the information just isn't significant enough or he doesn't care to remember it.

So basically, what his parents believe he lacks, is pure common sense.

But with a girlfriend that may change. She may be able to help him along the way. Someone who's willing to take the extra steps or who he's willing to devote himself enough to to try and become a new person for. With a good girlfriend they can feel rest assured. It's their last hope.

Unfortunately, they're not sure how the process to get them in a relationship would work. Surely, they and the girlfriend would accept her being in a relationship. But Issei is dumb. So they are afraid that Issei wouldn't realize what type of relationship they have until the day of the wedding.

Bom Bom

"Hm?"

Issei's mother noticed some small bumps come from upstairs.

"Are? Honey, did Ise get back already?"

"Mmm. Not sure. Didn't hear him come in."

"I'll go check."

Mama left the kitchen and headed up the stairs. When she reached her son's door she knocked lightly.

"Ise? Honey? Did you get home?"

Bom Bom Bom DON

She heard some bumps and one big THUMP along with an "Ow!"

Dakun

The door opened to show Issei with a nervous smile on his face.

"Y-Yeah Mama?"

"Ah, Ise. When did you get back?"

"Ah, I just got back a little bit ago. Hehe."

His mother picked up on his odd behavior and the fact that he was only poking his head out of the door.

"...Is something up Honey?"

"E-Eh? N-No of course not. Just tired."

"How did the da- your day go?"

"Ah, it was good. Me and Yuuma had a nice time…."

"Oh, good…..can I come in?"

"Eh? Wh-What? Why...do you want to...come in?"

"Oh just…...Mommy wants to give you a hug."

Issei is a fool. But he is a kind fool. So when he sees things smaller, weaker, cuter, or more helpless than him, he can't help but feel like he wants to do whatever he can for them. So he is completely helpless himself to his mother's puppy dog eyes. And as a result he flings his door open with his arms stretched wide and a goofy smile on his face.

"Okay!"

He immediately brought his Mama into a hug. To which she reciprocated. While of course peering over his shoulder and into his room. And she saw-

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.

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"...Ise….."

"Yes Mama?"

"Why is there a sleeping girl under your sheets?..."

"Ah….."

.

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"It's a Dakimakura pillow?..."

"No it isn't Ise…."

.

.

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"S-She was sleepy…"

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"Don't do anything to her…"

"Yes, Mama."

….

After a few minutes Issei heard running around the house. Then a knock on his door. When he opened it his father was standing there. Shadows covering his expression and glasses shining in the darkness. He pushed up his glasses once and handed a box to him.

"Walk tall, My son."

He left with those words. Issei closed his door and sat on the side of the bed, inspecting the box.

…

"Pink?"

Issei, for some reason, was more concerned with the color of the protection rather than what the box contained itself.

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He also attempted to wear one of them out of the world's strongest curiosity.

END

That's it for this chapter. Man, I like writing this story. I know I'll have even more fun writing it once we get further into Canon. Also, if you're also a reader of my other story, don't worry. Chapter will be out soon.

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Stay frosty.